Just as the various families were getting restless, a clear, ringing voice came from outside the hall, instantly drawing everyone's attention.
The major factions that had been restless rose one after another to greet her, their faces plastered with smiles so false they were painfully obvious.
Compared to these bootlicking factions, Xiao Ze and the others were much calmer.
As everyone craned their necks in anticipation, a graceful figure appeared. She moved with delicate, lotus-like steps, slowly entering the hall, and her arrival brought the atmosphere to a fever pitch.
The woman was tall and slender, dressed in a black gown that lent her an air of aloof pride. Her skin was as white as snow, and her long black hair fell loosely over her fragrant shoulders. Her face was slightly thin, yet exquisitely delicate, like fine porcelain. One glimpse was enough to stir affection in the heart and make it impossible to look away.
Xiao Ze's gaze swept over her, and he couldn't help clicking his tongue in wonder. What a delicate beauty. One thrust of the spear, and she'd weep for ages. Once she stopped, another thrust, then thrust after thrust—what bliss that would be.
The woman paused at the entrance to the hall, her brows lifting slightly. Her long, languid eyes held a hint of seduction, making her utterly captivating.
Many in the hall were dazed by her appearance, their throats bobbing as they swallowed. A beauty like her was rare in this world—fit to be admired from afar, but not touched.
Their admiration was accompanied by deep wariness. Almost everyone present had heard tales of this woman.
The Cao Family's bewitching beauty, Cao Ying, one of the candidates to become a future Pill Tower Giant!
As the most outstanding member of the Cao Family's younger generation,